Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

Of course, Wu Fan's current actions could not be hidden from the perception of the man surnamed Yang, but this man did not care at all and just walked forward on his own.

To this man, Wu Fan was just a mere Jindan early stage cultivator, and there was an unbridgeable gap between the two.

In his opinion, Wu Fan was chasing him just to please him deliberately, or to show his obedience and quickly follow him.

But something that the man surnamed Yang could never have imagined happened.

When Wu Fan just came within ten feet of this man, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and without saying a word, his body suddenly shook.

At the same time, a golden light instantly rushed out of his body. The distance between the two was very close, and the man surnamed Yang had no time to think at all, and was immediately covered by it.

"Boy, what are you doing? Are you looking for death?"

The moment the golden light came, the man surnamed Yang suddenly felt a gravity pressing on his body, which immediately reduced his ability to move by half. This sudden incident made him suddenly shocked, and he turned around and shouted angrily.

But when he just turned around, he found that there were two figures standing opposite him.

One of them was Wu Fan, who was teasing, and the other figure was actually a puppet wearing silver armor.

After a quick glance of his spiritual sense, the man surnamed Yang's face changed drastically, because he sensed that the puppet actually exuded a breath of the late Jindan period.

This discovery shocked him, and he hurriedly withdrew and retreated to the back.

"Hehe, what are you doing? Of course I'm going to kill you. I don't want to go with anyone."

But Wu Fan would never give this man a chance to escape. While releasing the silver-armored puppet, he waved his arm again, and the Vajra Ring and the Burning Sword flew out of his hand and flew straight to the man surnamed Yang.

At this moment, the puppet was also rushing forward with a long sword in hand, as if he was going to tear the opponent to pieces.

As for Wu Fan himself, he held the Heaven Shaking Hammer in his hand, and his figure disappeared in a flash, obviously trying to lurk beside the opponent.

This series of actions was almost done in one go, not giving the man surnamed Yang any time to react.

The distance of ten feet was already very close, and with the suppression of the heavy light of the Golden Yuan, how could the man surnamed Yang escape!

Seeing that the golden ring and the fiery red flying sword had come close, this man's eyes were obviously nervous.

But this man was a late Jindan cultivator after all, and his psychological quality was still very high. After knowing that he could not escape, he simply stopped his body, so a fierce look flashed in his eyes and his arm swung violently.

At the same time, a black light suddenly flew out of his hand, and the black light flashed slightly in front of him, and suddenly turned into a black inkstone of two feet in size, and blocked it steadily in front of him.

The inkstone was full of spiritual energy, giving people an extremely heavy feeling. It was undoubtedly a rare and extremely precious ancient defensive treasure.

At this moment, the Vajra Ring and the Burning Sword finally arrived and hit the inkstone fiercely.

With two loud "bangs", the Burning Sword was immediately bounced away and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Even the Vajra Ring was bounced away more than ten feet away.

But looking at the black inkstone, it was only hit back three feet, and then it was steadily blocked by the man surnamed Yang with his arm.

This first fight was obviously slightly better than the man surnamed Yang, but there was no luck in his eyes. He hurriedly pushed the inkstone in front of him again, because the silver-armored puppet had already come nearby.

"Clang, clang, clang..." As the ground trembled, the silver-armored puppet took a few steps to the front, and then held the long knife in his hand and slashed at the inkstone.

The attack of this puppet is not comparable to the Burning Sword and the Diamond Ring. When the long knife hit the inkstone, sparks flew, a wave of air spread out, and a loud noise spread over a radius of more than ten miles.

With just one blow, the inkstone could no longer resist and was knocked out, but the puppet just shook its body and rushed forward again with the knife.

"What!!!"

Seeing this, the man surnamed Yang was shocked. He dared not delay anything. He quickly retreated to the back and swung the jade flute in his hand. A white light about ten feet long flew out instantly and hit the oncoming puppet.

A closer look showed that the white light was actually a flute shadow, exactly the same as the jade flute in the hand of the man surnamed Yang, as if it was real, and the pressure it exuded was also extremely great.

At a glance, it was clear that this jade flute must be the man's life magic weapon.

But it must be said that the power of this attack was indeed great, and it actually blocked the puppet.

However, when the man surnamed Yang just breathed a sigh of relief, the space behind him suddenly fluctuated. At the same time, Wu Fan's figure flashed out in an instant. He looked bloodthirsty and did not stop for a moment, swinging the Heaven Shaking Hammer and smashing it towards the other party's head.

"Damn it, kid, you are looking for death!"

This shocked the man surnamed Yang. At this critical moment, he saw his arm quickly slap his body, and a talisman suddenly turned into fire and dissipated. At the same time, a layer of defensive light shield instantly protected him tightly. Then, taking advantage of this time, he leaned to the side again.

In this limited time, this person only had time to make these precautions.

And at this moment, the Heaven Shaking Hammer came crashing down, and with a "click" sound, the defensive light shield shattered, and the man surnamed Yang was instantly knocked out.

It was not until he was more than ten feet away that he slowly stopped, but his condition was very bad at the moment.

He was lying on the ground, his face pale, and he couldn't help coughing up two mouthfuls of blood. He looked up at Wu Fan with a look of resentment in his eyes.

"Ahem, I didn't expect you to be playing dumb, but I don't understand one thing. Your storage bag is clearly in my hand, but why can you still take out various items?"

After coughing twice, the man surnamed Yang slowly got up from the ground and asked weakly.

"Haha, no comment. For a dead person, there is no need to know too much."

Wu Fan rotated the Heaven Shaking Hammer in his hand with a teasing look on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and rushed straight to the other party.

"My friend, wait a minute. I admit defeat today. I wonder if you can spare my life. I am willing to hand over the storage bag."

The man surnamed Yang saw this, and fear suddenly appeared in his eyes. In a hurry, he begged for mercy.

Although he was extremely angry, he knew that with his current injuries, he would definitely not be able to defeat Wu Fan and the puppet. Even if he wanted to escape, he didn't have the ability to do so. Under the suppression of Jin Yuan Chongguang, where could he run to?

This person never thought that the other party was begging for mercy just now, but after a while, the situation turned around.